quinze: clapet likes his weird terms of reference.
Huh. Never get into a relationship with a knife. It will stab you in the back.
Also, sergent, you promised me a drink. Let's get on that, oui?
Bonus question of curiosity. You all must have had a real job at some point in your lives, wardens and inmates, because 'professional nutjob killer' pays the bills just as badly as 'professional annoying do-gooder'. What was everyone's? I was a butcher.
[Inmate filter - minus the Joker]
So, who's that guy with the crazy makeup? I don't like clowns.
Also, does anyone know who the hell is scribbling things on the shower walls?
((ooc: Clapet's referring to Neil's ad of adlyness, which he just noticed. He's just curious and has no intention to set himself up for something, so ain't going to check this out in person. And figures it's a woman. Boy. How wrong he is.))
Also, sergent, you promised me a drink. Let's get on that, oui?
Bonus question of curiosity. You all must have had a real job at some point in your lives, wardens and inmates, because 'professional nutjob killer' pays the bills just as badly as 'professional annoying do-gooder'. What was everyone's? I was a butcher.
[Inmate filter - minus the Joker]
So, who's that guy with the crazy makeup? I don't like clowns.
Also, does anyone know who the hell is scribbling things on the shower walls?
((ooc: Clapet's referring to Neil's ad of adlyness, which he just noticed. He's just curious and has no intention to set himself up for something, so ain't going to check this out in person. And figures it's a woman. Boy. How wrong he is.))